Not ready
You told me you'd wait until I was ready, but you grew impatient about it. I always said I wasn't ready, in fear that once I gave you what you wanted you'd leave without a second thought. You simply only cared for your pleasures and needs, never for my real well being. That'd made me give up on you.
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